When the group of people who retreated in dejected and retreated, and when the guards who were rushing to guard the streets passed by, they could also hear their unconcealed complaints.

"Damn, who is the sacred person staying in this Liuquan Old Street?"

"How come there are even the turbulent bombs, flying fire thunder and cannons of the Shenji Army."

"If you rush over, you will die as much as you rush over. How can you fight?"

"My people took the risk of beheading me and entered Canton for promotion and wealth, not for dying for nothing."

"This is not to let us attack, hidden barracks..."

"Even the Sihai Guards and the Wudesi General Office are there, there is a situation where they are surrounded and not attacking..."

Of course, no matter what excuses they have, after being seriously frustrated and losing their confidence, they naturally turn to other directions and goals that are easier to obtain results, driven by some nature of seeking profit and avoiding harm, or instinct to bully the weak and fear the strong.

There are many speculators who dare to try this, but almost no one will be a passionate fool who will fight to the end at the cost of gaining or losing momentarily.

And in this temporary fortified area and the core part of the block separated by the area with clear division of labor.

Bo Fu, who looked bandaged and bleeding all over his body, almost said "Escape from Death" on his face, was also using an indifferent expression and exaggerated and excited expectation, and his mouth was splashing with the experience of his disappearance during this period.

I don’t know what methods and promises he used. Not only was he not killed by the hostile forces in the black street, but he took advantage of the opportunity of hiding and cultivating, and grabbed and annexed several foreign gangs with empty mouths and white teeth, gathered hundreds of people to control a small area in the black streets in the city.

Of course, the most important thing is that he also encountered a considerable number of these people, including the former subordinates and family members of the Liren camp who were forced to be assigned to their homes. They were good at fighting with shield formations. Just using hasty door panels as weapons, they defeated the chaotic troops who were rushing over in groups and shouting to their parents.

Therefore, Bo Fu had a sudden idea and personally came forward to recruit and make a promise. Then he made up his mind to follow the city with simple weapons, and then killed him from behind the enemy to rescue the siege.

Although the men he brought did not seem so reliable, after being dispersed, they could still be used under the supervision of left-behind veterans.

Especially those old subordinates of the Liren Army, although they had only more than 300 injured people, except for their lack of combat effectiveness, they were all good at fighting with shield formations; especially in this narrow street battle, several shields or door panels were put together to establish them, whether as protection for offense or defense, or as cover for squads during retreat and transfer, they seemed particularly useful...

With the whistling north wind, it became colder and colder. The Japanese Shinbashi squatted in front of a big rice bucket with his eyes wide open.

The cooked rice cooked together by sorghum, millet and barley are piled up in a large stone pottery bowl, like a tower-like shape, and then covered with a piece of fat meat that is three fingers wide and half fingers thick. That is a great benefit and blessing. Even if there is no soup made of salt and vegetables, he can eat more than three big bowls in one breath.

After eating, Xinba held his hands together and prayed to the sky, hoping that this good life where you can eat as long as you work hard, and can be maintained for a long time. He can save money and find a woman, and then work hard to raise her after giving birth to her offspring, without having to walk into the mountains to worship the mountain gods on the snowy winter days;

I wish to fulfill my wish to the Bodhisattva Buddha, the God of Guojin and the God of Tianjin in the Eight Desolations and the God of Tianjin, and the Lord of Zhenshu who brought them all this hope and the future, and will never be invaded by disasters and diseases, and will never be blessed with long-lasting blessings and will always benefit the descendants.

Then, when Shinba was facing temporary care again, the prisoners who were both Japanese changed their faces and waved the whip in their hands, shouting fiercely with the greatest strength.

"You local dogs who come from Kaori and Izumo..."

"Staying in the world is also a waste of food"

"Bombs and mice that are not worth mercy at all..."

"How dare you fight against the stinky fish and rotten shrimps in the king's arms..."

"A thing as cheap as ditch mud..."

"There is only our Huaizhen in this world, which can give you the opportunity to change your appearance and become a new person."

"If you don't seize the opportunity and work hard to serve, just die for me..."

At this time, a general wearing a white horse, silver spear, wearing a white robe and a bright silver chain mail, slowly passed by him with a hurried back and forth. Xinba bent down and bowed and bowed, and also kicked the prisoners who had not yet reacted and ended up on the ground.

Behind this horse team are a series of dejected and dusty prisoners. Their only characteristic is that they are generally short and obviously all of them are Japanese.

Such a serious courtesy made the general involuntarily smile at the corner of his mouth; he had been raising one of the guns and recovered for half a year. But it took more time to stop the enemy's attack to be turned around.

After all, with the end of the second Northern Expedition, the whole world already knew that the Northern Tang court had finished; even Su Yuanjing, the highest-level who had sent people to instruct him, was reduced to prisoners on the ranks of the prisoners;

When the white-haired "National Wall City" appeared in front of them and spoke those words of persuasion to surrender, this psychological impact and shock to these prisoners of the old and new dynasties who were still lucky and persistent were as big as a mountain collapse or a landfall or a complete sky-pouring.

As Hua Rong, who was repeatedly defeated and assassinated but was captured, had no object to be loyal to him and his goal and position to continue to serve him.

But after this period of encounters and feelings, he did not want to give up his life easily, but buried his life for the already destroyed Northern Tang Dynasty. So he accepted the grudge and burden in his heart and put down his old friend Lin Chong, who rebuilt his family, once again made a peace invitation for his wealth, life and future;

Only then did this have the determination to use this life and skill that could not be buried in this way; there was also a potential motivation to make some contributions to the peace era that was about to come;

He then did an extra-staff equestrian and riding and shooting teaching, and with about twenty yuan of salary and allowances per month, he led a group of former Northern Dynasties cavalry who were surrendered to serve as imaginary enemy roles for the main combat troops to practice and confront them.

This time, he was also appointed to lead a team of people to travel, and under the banner of the past, he continued to gallop across the land of Silla, which was surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Of course, most of the time their formation was more like a disguised show-off and declaration. These Northern Tang Empire and its athletes, who once dominated the world, are now just horses and soldiers driven and sent by Huai Town after their family and country were destroyed, and are just soldiers in the formation.

This is more or less a psychological advantage or pressure for the local Silla princes, or the Hou Baekje army and those Japanese soldiers. This also brings about a certain degree of changes in the morale of our enemies and us...

At the same time, Huaidong.

Cai Yuanchang, the head of the Du Branch Office who came to ask for instructions, also brought unexpected news.

"You mean, not long after all the autumn harvest is collected,"

I said in surprise.

"I just found that someone was selling grain to the public privately?..."

"And there are people who don't work hard and do things, and they are scattered and trafficked in grain collection and trafficking?"

It doesn't seem like there is a big problem for the private sale of grain in itself. In recent years, the flood and drought in Huaidong have been relatively abundant. It is not surprising that the people want to exchange it for money or daily necessities in the market.

If it were not for the purpose of preparing for war and famine in the future, and the need to gather population in new states, I would have wanted to free up the parts of the Huaidong old warehouse to deal with it.

However, although grain and related grain products are not for sale, other processing products of fruits, vegetables, poultry, livestock and fishing and aquatic products, as well as their corresponding canned food industries, are sold to the public at any time.

However, without going through normal channels under normal control, there are major problems with the food flowing out one after another; this involves the economic security of Huaizhen and the statistical expectations of private reserves.

"I will order your yamen economic team to arrest and investigate..."

"In addition, I will draft for me and issue new regulations at intersections and market towns in various places,"

"Private grain transactions that are more than twenty stones and are not declared are prohibited..."

This number probably refers to the maximum surplus grain for each household and the accumulation of surplus between a Tunzhuang Mutual Aid Group.

"The specific types are not limited to the time being..."

"The violators immediately confiscated their income and were sent to mine labor..."
Chapter completed!